Pei Jiajun's military doctor temporarily suspended Gu Qian's breath.

It's just that, looking at Gu Gan's dead face, Chen Ying felt that there was a great possibility that he wouldn't survive tonight.

In the dark, she suddenly felt something, and turned her eyes to look at Pei Shu.

Pei Shu is taking Lang Tingyu and He Tingzheng to inspect the battlefield, that is, the forest near the left side of the small courtyard. Sensing her gaze, he tilted his head slightly, and smiled back, his clear pupils reflecting the torches, as dazzling as the stars.

Chen Ying looked at him from afar, and her heart gradually felt strange.

Died too quickly.

Princess Kang, Shen Jingzhi, and everyone they brought.

All are dead.

Gu Qian is the only living mouth.

However, unconscious, he could not provide valuable information at all.

And all this, is it really a "war mistake"?

Chen Ying lowered her head, her eyebrows furrowed slightly.

With the combat strength of the Pei family's army, even if he took another 10,000 steps back, it should not be difficult to leave any of the key criminals such as Princess Kang, Gu Qian, Shen Jingzhi or Bai Laoquan with only the martial arts skills of Pei Shu, Lang Tingyu and He Tingzheng.

But on the contrary, these are the ones who died the fastest.

In addition, now that I think about it, the three-way melee is a bit weird

Chen Ying couldn't help but turn her head again and look in Pei Shu's direction.

Pei Shu was talking to He and Lang, and as far as she could see, there were only three backs.

The night breeze blew, and the red tassels on the top of their helmets danced, scorching and fierce, just like the shock that the Pei family's gun array brought to Chen Ying.

Inexplicably, she remembered the three shots that Lang Tingyu threw at Devil's Crying Ridge.

The position he was in just now was far closer to the center of the battlefield than when he was in Devil Crying Ridge, but he didn't shoot a single shot, allowing Shen Jingzhi to rush towards Gu Qian, triggering a bloody internal fight.

Was it too late to make a move, or was someone telling him not to?

Chen Ying retracted her gaze, and the string in her heart seemed to have been gently plucked by something, and there was a lingering sound, lingering and circling.

But at the same time, she knew very clearly that this tail note could not make the truth obliterate.

Pei Shu is grateful for her care.

She is also willing to accept his heart.

However, the truth must still be revealed.

Even if the consequences of doing so will hinder their marriage and affect the fate of their family, Chen Ying can't sit idly by and watch the truth be covered up.

After thinking about it all her life, a trace of bitterness appeared on her always calm face.

What she had been most worried about had finally happened.

family affection and ideals;

faith, with the fate of the family;

When the two conflicted, she felt that compromise was far easier than persistence.

At such a moment, it seems logical to give up, and even if it is known, no one will criticize her for anything, and she may even get a compliment or two, saying that she is "human".

On the contrary, if you persist, you may get a thousand people's fingers.

No, it's "definitely" and "must" (like many readers who are reading this chapter).

However, ideals and beliefs have always been the most expensive things in the world, not cheap goods that can be picked up, and if you want to put your ideals into reality, you must pay a high price.

All Chen Ying can do is to impose this price on herself as much as possible.

If she can exchange her fate for the well-being of the Li family, Chen Jun and the people of the Mansion, she is willing.

"Ah Ying, what are you thinking?" The wine-like voice suddenly sounded, bringing Chen Ying back to her senses.

She raised her head and saw Pei Shu standing beside her, so she smiled and asked, "I'm wondering, should Your Majesty come soon?" ”

Pei Shu looked up at the sky, "Hmm", and habitually pressed the sword on his waist with one hand: "I guess I have to wait a little longer, when I deliver the news to Your Majesty, I put the hour quite wide." ”

He stretched out his arm and swept around, and raised his eyebrows: "First, the sword has no eyes, Your Majesty's golden body, even if the bravery is extraordinary, it is better not to come to such a dangerous place." Second, you have to set aside the effort to clean up. ”

Pei Jiajun's auxiliaries were cleaning the blood stains and carrying the corpses, although the battle was far less fierce than the real battlefield, and many people died in the end.

"How long will it take?" Chen Ying asked.

She is going out to "enjoy the lanterns" today, and if she is delayed too late, Li will have to worry again.

"About two quarters, three at most." Pei Shu said, grinning again: "Don't be afraid, if it's too late, I will send you back." ”

Chen Ying smiled, did not say anything, only lowered her eyebrows and pondered.

Seeing this, Pei Shu also smiled, raised his head, and glanced at the banner of the Chinese army as if inadvertently.

It took a lot of effort for him to finally find "that person".

It was a round-faced man, born with an amiable smiling face, but his appearance was extremely inconspicuous, even with Pei Shu's eyesight, it took a while to find him.

At this time, the man was standing loosely, not in shape, looking like a soldier, and when he saw him, he nodded and smiled slightly.

A rather subtle smile, meaningful.

Pei Shu pursed his lips secretly, but the expression on his face remained unchanged, and his eyes turned and looked back at Chen Ying.

Immediately, I felt a little distressed.

Chen Yingzheng frowned, looking into the distance, and his mind did not belong.

He knew what she was thinking, and he wanted to explain her.

Unfortunately, it can't.

I can only hold it alive.

Pei Shu stabbed his helmet with his fingers, and strong impatience welled up on his face.

For a moment, the feeling that he couldn't replace his hatred with his body, but he could only watch his sweetheart feel sad and sad, and he couldn't do anything about it, made him extremely uncomfortable.

After a while, he took a few deep breaths, pressed his heart, and gently touched Chen Ying's sleeve again, and said softly: "Let's go to the lake for a walk, the blood here is too heavy, and the smell is so bad." ”

Chen Ying looked up in surprise.

Pei Shu is actually disgusted with blood?

Such a person who has been on the battlefield and beheaded enemy prisoners will feel that the blood smells bad?

As if to prove that he wasn't lying, Pei Shu exaggeratedly fanned his hand in front of his nose, and said with a disgusted face: "Let's go, it really doesn't smell." ”

Chen Ying was originally worried, but she almost laughed when she saw this.

This acting is really fake.

It's just that in the end, it was also his kindness, how could she bear it?

"Well, then let's go, Your Majesty hasn't come here yet." She said with a smile.

At that moment, a vague thought suddenly appeared in my heart.

Perhaps, in a few days, the feeling of walking by the lake, admiring the moon and watching the lights like this will become one of the few love memories in her life.

In this case, why not make this memory sweeter and better, so as not to look back on it and regret it when you get older.

Thinking like this, she immediately stretched out her hand without hesitation, held the warm big hand firmly, and dragged the hand to the lakeside in the eyes of the other party who was shocked, a little shy, and very vicious to glare back at the soldiers, especially Lang Tingyu's bear face.